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Crushed
"No," she whispered, tears falling from her eyes as she held Graham's body in her arm. Not again, she couldn't have this happening again, yet it did. She had lost a man she really loved, not because he was cheating on her or he left her, this time his heart had simply stopped for no reason.
He was still warm, but that wouldn't last for long. She slowly let him slip out of her arms and onto the cold floor. Slowly she got up, feeling like her heart had been ripped out and stumbled upon. Why did this had to happen, when she had starting to believe that this could last.
Why couldn't they live happily ever after?
Then as she stood there with tear rimmed cheeks, her tears still falling one thought came to mind, one name, "Regina Mills."
Emma didn't know how, but she knew she was the reason as to why he died. She cast another glimpse upon her sheriff before she left the office. Their office and headed for the major's house.
She easily managed to get inside the mansion without even ringing the doorbell. It was an easy match for her, she always managed to get in where she wanted, without being notice. Or at least that was what she thought until she heard Regina's cold voice say, "Looking for something, Miss Swan?"
Emma turned in less than a second, looking at the other woman, wearing a purple silk robe. She would assume she had come down from her bedroom by the sound of her. Or was that a cover, her cheeks seemed too flushed from being in bed.
"Yes, you!" Emma answered, glaring at the dark-haired woman opposite her.
"Well you found me, what do you want this time," the other woman said, glaring back at her.
"Do you get pleasure from torturing me?" Emma asked, he voice was full of hate.
"What are you referring to this time?" Regina asked with a frown.
"Graham, he's dead and I'm sure you are the reason," said Emma.
"One I didn't know he was even dead, and two I have been here all night, and if you were with him you should know I couldn't have done that.
"I have no idea how you did it, but I know it was you, so save it," Emma's finger was pointing at her, inches from her face.
"Let's for arguments sake say I did what one earth would I gain from it," Regina said, rolling her dark eyes.
"The pleasure of taking another one of the ones I do care about, can't you just leave me the hell alone," Emma, almost screamed, she was torn between sorrow and hatred.
"I would ask you the same, but you just keep coming back here," Regina almost spat at her, their faces inches apart now, sea green meeting dark brown.
"Because you have my son, if you would just give him to me, I would be out of here in no time," Emma hissed.
"He is my son, you left him," she hissed back.
"Still he keeps coming back to me, you're a horrible mother and you know it," Emma said. The next thing that happened was that she felt a burning pain on her cheek as Regina slapped her hard.
"Don't you ever dare to utter something like that again, as that will be the last thing you do, you have no idea what I am capable of," said Regina, but for some reason her voice sounded hurt, rather than angry.
"Let me guess murder," Emma challenged her, she had nothing left to lose in any case. To be honest she didn't even care what Regina did to her at this point.
"I'm tired of your accusations, I'm not what you are making me," Regina said with a sigh.
"You mean heartless, do you even know what it is to love and have that taken from you?" Emma asked, no longer able to hold her tears back.
"As a matter of fact I do," Regina answered, not that she was going to share that story with this pathetic excuse for a woman.
"You know what it is like to love someone, don't make me laugh," Emma said in disbelief.
"That is not a laughing matter, are you going to leave voluntary or will I have to throw you out," said Regina, nodding towards the door. She didn't want to fight her anymore tonight.
"I will, but this is far from over," Emma said, not feeling up for fighting either.
"I never said it was," said Regina, nodding towards the door.
"You won't win this battle," said Emma.
"I have no idea what you are talking about," Regina said, looking at her with wondering eyes.
"One day good or I will win over you, and the curse will be lifted," said Emma.
"Dream on princess," said Regina, rolling her dark eyes.
"I don't have to, I know it will happen. One day you'll get what you deserve," said Emma, it sounded more like a promise than anything else.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Regina said.
"You will be the one to live unhappily ever after," said Emma with a triumphant smile.
"No, you will not ruin my happiness, as long as they are unhappy I will always win," said Regina.
"As I said, one day I will win, so if I were you I would be very careful," said Emma, starting to walk down the driveway.
"Is that a treat?" Regina called after her.
"No, that is a promise, so long Regina, you heartless witch," Emma said, waving at her.
Regina snarled, as she walked back inside, wishing she could destroy Emma for good and erase Henry's memory of her.
That night two women were crying their hearts out. Emma because she had lost her Graham, it hurt so bad, and Regina because of something that happened ages ago. Had it not she might not have chosen darkness over light and ended up with a heart of stone. If there was any emotions left in her, the world would never know.
From the doorway to her room young Henry was watching, wondering is maybe, just maybe there could be something human in her after all. For the first and only time in his life he felt sorry for her, but as he didn't want to get in trouble he left her to her tears. It would be the only time he would ever see her cry, but he would never forget it. That memory of the broken queen would remain with him forever.
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